Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2139 - 663: Battlefield of Famous Generals
On the high earthen mound, a silver-eyed knight faced the barren wilderness wind, carefully examining the bone scroll map in his hand, occasionally looking up to observe the distant mountains, and using his fingers to verify the complex reference markers one by one.
The desolate ancient plains wind blew forcefully, like an old and strong hand, violently shaking his purple long hair, making the antique bone scroll tremble with a crisp "crackling" sound.
This is the Extreme Western Lands of the Coast Contribution Continent in the Demon World, located within a 1,500-mile radius beneath the silver-eyed knight’s feet, all belonging to the Rocky Mountains. This is a typical red earth plateau terrain, with severe water and soil erosion, filled with large, deep canyons and ravines, covered with a layer of desolate and vast red rust on both the soil and rock layers.
In the Red River Grand Canyon directly ahead of the silver-eyed knight, there was a city called "Montana" faintly visible. This underground city was the westernmost settlement of the Demon Clan on the Coast Contribution Continent, with a population of about seventy thousand, known for producing "Marlboro Bison," which have excellent giant bones that can be crafted into high-quality building materials.
"No mistake, this is the final stop." Liu Zhenhan proudly tapped the bone scroll map; this counterfeit silver-eye and his Summer Palace Guard, in one night, actually didn’t just annihilate one Demon World city.
Half of the Demon World cities around the Rocky Mountains had already been wiped out by the Bimon warriors, about 250,000 demon civilians turned into wronged wandering spirits in the hands of the Summer Palace Guard, and "Montana" was only the fourth and final target city in the plan to massacre the city in Firence!
Considering the Demon Clan’s enormous population base, we can easily see that small cities like "Montana" with only about a hundred thousand people are only relatively low-level administrative regions under the rule of the Witch King, roughly equivalent in nature to the villages and towns of the Bimon.
Since the administrative level is so low, such small Demon World cities, apart from the lord’s guards that arrest bandits, naturally wouldn’t have any regular military stationed. With Dubin Beast King and Medusa’s priest totaling up to 3,000 in numbers, plus the strong Summer Palace Guard, to provoke such a small Demon World city, it’s like a martial scholar taking on a paralyzed patient in a fight; there’s simply no suspense on the outcome of the victory.
Liu Zhenhan sent Beckham ahead to the Kalimdo Plains to receive the human mage group, having repeatedly instructed not to tell humans everything that happened here, because he was very worried that some humans with excessive justice would not be able to accept this bloody truth.
Undoubtedly, with the development of civilization improving day by day, humane morals and philosophies of life have become increasingly perfect and mature on the Aegean Continent - which is a good thing! But everything has two sides; as moral and ethical concepts approach utmost kindness and truth, sometimes it can also bring some quite embarrassing consequences.
For instance, the current Aegean Continent is a typical representative of this strange situation; although deadly battles occur every day, many outstanding individuals who have received higher education, as their blood debts accumulate more and more, are consciously or unconsciously accepting judgment from conscience and morality deep in their hearts— this is almost an inevitable bottleneck of a prosperous civilization! The conflict between good and evil is like the intertwining red and black, slowly tormenting humanity through myriad entanglements!
History has long provided clear proof that in the flesh-and-blood battlefield, civilization is never more decisive than barbarism because war itself is inherently unjust and uncivilized!
Liu Zhenhan always believed that talking about equality and human rights with arch-enemies intent on seizing living space is no different than seeking fish from a tree, negotiating with a tiger! Both the sword and olive branch need to be firmly grasped, and still rely on the gun barrel if needed!
It’s unclear whether Liu Zhenhan brainwashed himself, or while politically mobilizing others, he involuntarily also mentally anaesthetized himself into it. Anyway, he felt no guilt at all for destroying several Demon Clan cities, this apathy even made him want to scold his own cold-bloodedness when looking back on it.
If there were a seasoned human mage present, they would surely say Old Liu developed side effects from practicing Fallen Magic—the most typical Fallen symptom of Blood Magic is indeed becoming bloodthirsty!
The two bright moons of the Demon World gradually faded into the clouds. Liu Zhenhan finished the last puff of his cigar, urging the nightmare beneath him onward, leaving a trail of billowing smoke behind, as he charged towards the only underground entrance of Montana City from the high ground.
The twilight— alternating between light and dark— prevented the demon sentinels guarding the city gate from noticing the imposing appearance of the false silver-eye until the nightmare approached; just like the commotion caused if a temple knight appeared in a Bimon countryside village, the arrival of a nightmare knight to the godforsaken Montana City instantly petrified the two cave sentinels.
A fierce and majestic nightmare with fiery hooves, a frost aura flag fluttering without wind, silver cross-star-sparkling pupils!
A purple-gold silk cloak, the emblem of Pandora Rose Vines, and a crystal broadsword in the style of Frost’s Sorrow!
Wisps of rising death frost on the black Adamantine armor, revealing that the silver-eyed knight might even be the legendary Winged Sky King!
The two cave sentinels were so startled that their sleepiness fled in an instant, they foolishly gazed at Liu Zhenhan, who sat like a javelin upon his saddle for a while, then hurriedly supported their nearly dislocated jaws and clumsily yet reverently prostrated in salute.
